Mechanical God Emperor

Yang Feng smiled and glanced at the elf girl.

The elf girl's eyes flashed with fear, carrying a fragrance of freshness, held Yang Feng in her arms, slightly on one side, revealing Snow White's neck.

Yang Feng revealed her disguised fangs, bit between the elf girl's neck, and injected her with blood like Ecstasy.

The elf girl suddenly revealed a slight disconnect in her eyes, and her delicate body became red and faint, falling into a state of * * * * * * * *.

After absorbing a portion of the blood from the elf girl's body and storing it, Yang Feng dropped the elf girl directly. She fell softly into Yang Feng's arms and gasped heavily, causing her mind to become confused.

The dragon girl saw this scene, and she was relieved.

It doesn't necessarily depend on who the bloodsucking bloodsucker is. If they were a brutal true-blooded people, they would definitely be slaughtered to death.

Doucho asked curiously: "The great sixth true ancestor has issued a true ancestral decree ordering us to surround the face of the sky as a man-maker. Viscount Anderson, are you also here to surround the anthropologist? ”

Yang Feng smiled: “The great 7th real ancestor did issue the real ancestor! But I know for a fact that every anthropologist who comes from the throne of heaven is far more powerful than me. Even if I find them, I'm not their opponent. I, I don't want to see them at all. ”

Dujo's eyes flashed with a burning hue: “Yes, a cosmic giant, a cosmic magician, those two anthropologists are said to have seriously injured the Grand Duke of Antimo! Such a strong man, we used to die for nothing. However, the true ancestral decree cannot be violated. The sixth real ancestor is said to love the pair of sister flowers very much. If anyone can catch them alive, the sixth real ancestor will give him a drop of the real blood of the prince! ”

Yang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. He exclaimed: "A drop of Prince's true blood, such a big pen! ”

The True Blood Prince of the Blood is the horror of the number of magicians among the people. Each blood prince possesses only nine drops of true blood, as well as a large amount of ordinary blood.

That ordinary blood can be produced almost indefinitely as long as it has enough blood, but the nine drops of true blood, only nine drops, cannot be more. Each drop of true blood contains one-ninth of the power of that blood prince. Once a drop of true blood is taken, it typically takes thousands of years for the blood prince to congeal up a second drop.

That drop of the true blood of a blood prince is enough to allow a blood Viscount like Doucho to evolve into a blood Count, to possess the horrific power of a Sunday magician, and to have the potential to advance into a blood Marquis.

That true blood is the source of the power of the blood princes, who will never give their true blood to anyone else. Even the real ancestors of the bloodline do not have many drops of the true blood of the bloodline prince.

“The true blood of the prince is naturally excellent. Unfortunately, those two anthropologists are too strong. We don't have a chance. I think the whole true blood of a Viscount, for me, is a rare complement that can take my strength to the next level. ”

Dujo smiled coldly, meditating on the spell, pointing a finger at the dragon people, the human girl.

Countless bloody spells appeared on the Dragon people and human girls. They lost sight of their magic and made an incredible scream. Their bodies instantly burst apart, forming a bloody spell toward Yang Feng.

In Yang Feng's teeth, the Elf girl's blood was constantly trembling, turning into countless worm-like spells in an attempt to break through the vessels that sealed them.

A curse spreads from Yang Feng's body, wrapping him around like a chain, sealing his power. He suddenly changed his face and lost his voice: “Lock the soul blood poison, you developed it with this anthropologist, the most vicious spell against your own people! You bastard! What a pig! How many of us have you killed with this vicious spell? ”

Du Qiao revealed a mad smile, staring at Yang Feng as if he were staring at a big potion, and laughing furiously: “Brothers? Anderson, you're so stupid! In this world, only you are the most important! The rest of us are the stepping stones of our advance. In just 300 years, I was able to go from being a regular vampire to being a blood Viscount, swallowing the blood of countless others. Only by devouring the blood of our fellow countrymen is the fastest way for our blood family to evolve, that is the original sin of our family!! ”

Anthropologists need to constantly cultivate secrets and use magic to strengthen themselves and countless resources in order to evolve. Even if Yang Feng has the resources of the whole ghost state, it still needs constant efforts to cultivate in order to continue to evolve. But the blood family is different, and the lower blood family can evolve rapidly as long as it can devour the true blood of the upper blood family. This has also led to the killing of each other among the blood clans on the face of God's blood.

Of course, among blood groups, the upper blood group of the same blood line has absolute control over the lower blood group. Duchoy is the blood Viscount of the sixth real ancestral lineage, so the blood Count of the sixth real ancestral lineage has absolute control over him, and an order of a sixth real ancestral lineage, he must obey.

Only promotion to the Grand Duke of the Bloodline can significantly diminish that absolute dominance. The Grand Duke of blood of the same bloodline may also be able to give orders to the Grand Duke of blood of the same bloodline, but the Grand Duke of blood does not necessarily fully obey orders.

Yang Feng suddenly revealed a strange smile: “That makes sense! Thank you, and I'm trying to capture a Viscount bloodline and absorb his true blood! It's you!”

The void twisted for a moment, and five void assassin type II main battle droids suddenly emerged from the void, waving a knife over Nadujo's body.

A shadow flashed, and Dujo's body was torn apart. An enormous amount of blood burst out suddenly, and his broken body suddenly turned into countless bats flying in all directions.

Ten Cryomanipulators III flew out of nowhere, and countless white frozen gases came out of one of their refrigeration units * * * *, sweeping in all directions.

Under that white frozen air, countless bats turned into an ice cube, frozen directly by that frozen gas.

An incredible amount of blood can burst out of those bats, shaking the ice away.

Six Sealers II flew out of nowhere, emitting countless sealed lights over the bats, suppressing them one by one.

Just over a dozen breaths away, that infinite proximity to Sunday's magician's blood Viscount Dujo was sealed by direct repression by the main fighters.

A shadow flashed through, and the void assassins hunted silently for the entire castle, a mighty pureblood.

Less than a day later, the whole of Oren City changed owners in silence.

Inside the deepest chamber of the castle, a top leap door is installed.

With a gleam of light, Yang Fengbenzheng walked out of that top leap door.

The flesh puppet of Yang Feng quickly handed Dujo the sealed bat to his honor.

Yang Feng glanced at Douqiao and some lamented: “Viscount blood family, unfortunately, if it is a blood family above the Grand Duke level, it would be good! ”

Once a complete Viscount True Blood family draws his blood, it is perfectly capable of creating a family of hematologists in the rank of Lunar Magician. His blood is definitely a heavenly price for a general magician. However, for Yang Feng, the Viscount Dujo blood line has little effect on enhancing his own strength.

Yang Feng bounced, a true emperor stamp suddenly flew out, the void suspended.

The chains formed by the accumulation of countless spellprints flew out of the Imperial Seal of the True God and penetrated into the bats that Nadujo had transformed.

Dujo's bats had a strange creep, struggled to death, and eventually collapsed, turning into a little bit of blood fog that flew out of the seal, condensing into five drops of exotic true blood that emitted a bloody treasure.

Yang Feng will release another blood puppet made from many resources, swallowing the five drops of evil real blood that emits a bloody glow.

That flesh puppet changed rapidly, twisted, and eventually became exactly like Ducho's Viscount True Blood clan.

Yang Fengben's mouth slightly flashed, revealing a smile: “Good, from today on, I am Viscount Dujoy, the owner of Oren City! ”

Yang Fengben smiled slightly at Regina, who stood behind him: “Regina, stay with me! ”

Regina slightly shrunk behind Yang Feng's incarnation and looked at Yang Feng's incarnation with a mournful look.

Yang Feng's incarnation smiled slightly, and his body shook slightly. He transformed into Yang Feng's original face: “I am him and he is me. Correctly, he's the one who's really me. And I'm just one of his incarnations, and my true face is like this! Regina, you follow him, it's like following me! ”

Regina glanced at the two Yang Feng and approached Yang Feng's real esteem. “I get it! ”

Yang Feng Zhaofan's incarnation also left here with Yang Feng Benzheng and Regina, only one remaining Viscount True Blood clan incarnation that looked exactly like Doucho and breathed the soul of Doucho.

Yang Feng sensed his new incarnation, his mouth slightly flashed, revealing a slight smile: “The conversion rate is still too low, this body is only half the fighting power of Duqiao Benzhun, only slightly stronger than the early Moon Hua magician, the soul strength is even weaker, only slightly stronger than the half-step Moon magician. But Dujo always liked to play pig eating tiger, and he showed strength, only in the early months of the moon, which was strong enough. ”